I hugged him around the shoulders, and he gave me a reassuring smile.
“Eh. You know what Coach is like. It’s summer, so it isn’t officially a practice, but it’s worse than a real practice. He feels like he has to make every second count.” Yukio chuckled and pointed at the unpacked suitcase. “I thought you were going to help him do this? Micah promised me it would be done by the time I got home.”
I groaned, and Alex laughed loudly.
“You know what he’s like about new things. He’s stressing that your grandpa won’t like him.” Alex shrugged.
I poked him, and he shoved me, and we both cackled like children as we mock wrestled.
Yukio clapped his hands. “Okay, that’s it. Say your goodbyes. I’m showering.” He winked at me and left to go to the bathroom. Admittedly, I watched his ass too long, and Alex pushed my shoulder.
“Ew, Dad.” He grinned, though, and stood. “Are you okay? Do you need any more help?”
I liked that he’d asked. Before the entire Yukio incident and the heart-to-heart we’d had, he wouldn’t have even dared to say the question out loud, but now there was concern in his voice, and he stared at me as if he was willing to do anything for me—his dad. I couldn’t have asked for a better outcome between us.
“I’m fine.” I patted his elbow and smiled. “I have Yukio, and he takes care of me. Go.”
He pointed at me. “Don’t forget—”
“I will message you when I land and when we get to the hotel. I will call you if there are any issues or if I need you to come to my rescue. I promise.” I got to my feet, and he hugged me, and I leaned against him. We stood there for a few long moments, and finally he stepped back, clearing his throat awkwardly and chuckling.
“Bye, Yukio,” he yelled, and he got the same response back from Yukio before he finally left. I waved at him from the front door and watched as he got into his car and drove away. Only when he was gone did I lock the house up securely.
I snuck in the direction of the bathroom and slipped through the closed door. I didn’t get far.
“I see you.” Yukio knocked on the glass wall of the shower and grinned, and even though the steam had fogged it up, I could still glimpse the expanse of his flawless body through it. “Come join me, Hanii.”
I didn’t need to be told twice. As I stripped off my clothing as fast as I could, I nearly tripped on my pants, and Yukio laughed. I grinned and opened the glass door, then slid inside. He immediately wrapped his arms around me, dragging me closer until our bodies were flush together. His mouth was on mine in seconds and he kissed me as though it was the end of the world.
I held him tightly, groaning against his dominant tongue. He shoved me back against the glass, his fingers clutching tightly at my throat but not too rough that I hated it. He pressed against me, his hard cock nudging my thigh.
I whimpered into the kiss, hungry for more. I locked my arms around his shoulders, bringing him as close as I could get him, desperate for anything and everything from him. In that moment there was only me and him and the present and the future—I was excited for it all.
“I want to fuck you,” he growled into my mouth.
I moaned in answer and spun around, tilting my ass back and presenting it to him like it was a cake I was letting him eat, which he took seriously because he fell on his knees and spread my cheeks, shoving his face between them and getting to work. There was nothing slow about the way he dug his tongue into my hole, and his grip on my cheeks wasn’t gentle. He massaged my ass as if it was his greatest pleasure, and it only took a few moments for my knees to get shaky.
He dug his nails into the fleshy part of my cheeks, and I groaned, cursing under my breath. Everything inside me buzzed with electricity, and I didn’t plan for this, so I was ready to explode. I couldn’t get enough of him.
He flicked his tongue around the ring of my hole, and I trembled.
“Please,” I whispered desperately. “I want you inside me.”
“Do you?” The tease in his voice had me jerking my hips backward, but his grip on my ass tightened. He slapped my right cheek hard enough for it to hurt. “Let’s take this to the bedroom. I want to fuck you nicely because tomorrow’s a long trip. You need to be able to sit on this ass.”
I groaned when he stood and switched off the shower, but he carefully took my hand and led me out. He grabbed a towel off the rack and wrapped it around me, and then he helped me dry off, which was both strange and nice. He’d never done this, and I leaned into his touches, closing my eyes and enjoying the care he gave me.
After he dried off, he dropped the towels on the floor and entwined our fingers, walking us to the bedroom. He kept his eyes on me the entire time, gaze gentle and loving, and my heart pounded from a simple stare that told me a thousand words. Forever seemed so guaranteed with him.
“On the bed,” he commanded in a deep voice when we got to the bedroom.
I slid onto the mattress on my hands and knees, and before I could turn, he placed a palm on my lower back, wordlessly telling me to stay like that. I glanced at him over my shoulder, and he winked, a gesture that always made me feel more comfortable. The lights in the bedroom were low and the soft glow didn’t hurt my eyes, and while I’d had it that way on purpose, it was always nice to have it like this when we had sex. There was a romantic atmosphere with this kind of lighting.
He grabbed the lube from my—our—nightstand drawer and moved back to the bed. I held my breath as he slid behind me and thesnickof the lid had my stomach clenching in excitement and need. We’d tried all kinds of positions since the first time, and I loved every one of them, as long as it was Yukio with me.
When the tip of his cock tapped my asshole, I moaned, which grew louder when he pushed into me. He spread my hole apart, his cock working me exactly the way I liked. I’d grown so used to his size now that I didn’t need as much preparation. It was as though he was always meant to come home to me.
I tilted my head back, and he grasped my curls, tugging it back even farther so he could lay his lips across mine as he bottomed out inside me. We both moaned before he nibbled on my lips. The feel of him bare in me was one of the most amazing sensations, and I never wanted anything between us again. His heat was searing, and I felt truly connected with him.
